“You love it,” I chuckle, watching the rise and fall of her breathing in the dappled moonlight.
“I can’t deny a thing.” She holds up her palms and then wraps her arms around me. “This feels so right, Jay.”
“Tell me about it.”
“What are we gonna do?” she whispers. I know it’s a loaded question because she more than likely isn’t just talking about right now, for the rest of the night or the weekend. There’s a lot to consider now we’ve crossed over that line.
But I meant what I said, there’s no going back.
“Whatever we want,” I say. “We can make our own rules.”
CHAPTER 24
Jade
I’m not sure what time it was when we finally crashed. I was too scared to even look at the clock, but I know it was probably ridiculous-o’clock. But waking up and feeling his warm body wrapped around me now is the best start to my morning that I’ve ever had. Jay did everything so damned right last night. And he wasn’t done at taking me to heaven with his head between my legs, then making love to me like his life depended on it. After a short recess and a snuggle under the comforter, he was ready to go again. I mean, I didn’t know that was even a thing. I thought a guy kinda needed more time to revive things up again. Not Jay Jefferson, apparently.
The second time, he flipped me over and I straddled him, holding onto the headboard. When I sunk down on him and he filled me once more, our intimate connection lit the fire in my burner all over again. I couldn’t get enough of him.
As I rode him into the mattress, he held my breasts and ran his thumbs over my nipples in a tantalizing caress. Our hips moved in tandem, our rhythm a little more rigorous than thefirst time. But because I was warmed up, everything fit perfectly, and I knew I had nothing to fear. He fills me so good and proper, like he’s made for me in every way.
I smile thinking about it, even though my eyelids feel like they’re prized shut when I try to move them. That’s my first telltale sign I haven’t had near enough sleep.
When I finally blink them open, I know it’s still really early because sunrise hasn’t quite emerged yet. I can see through the window just under the rafters that the moon is still up. Its iridescent glow is a beautiful contrast to the dark shadows.
Jay’s warmth breath caresses my shoulder as he sleeps and I lay there like a stalker watching the rise and fall of his chest. The way his shaggy hair brushes against the side of my face when I move slightly to get a better angle on him, makes me feel like I’m home. His naked body, strong and warm, pretzeled around mine is like nothing else I’ve ever felt.
A warm tingling feeling pools over me starting in my chest, echoing from somewhere deep within me, and sweeping over my body from head to foot. I’m in total awe of him and of what we did, and how it feels being with him. I never knew it could be like this. But the buzzing, tingling vibration of energy tells me it’s right and that I’ve never felt this way before. It’s more than magnetic, way more than just fucking, and we both know it.
He said it himself, there was no going back from here once we started. And there’s no way I would want to go back.
My fingers can’t help themselves, they’re aching to touch his soft skin before I can even stop them. Tracing over where that cute dimple always appears in his cheek when he smiles. The warmth that radiates off this man and the safety I feel with him is palpable, and almost like I can physically touch it.
I love you. I whisper. The words tumbling out of me like I’ve been keeping a secret for an eternity. Maybe it’s true and I have been keeping it buried within. My confession isn’t loud enoughfor him to hear, even if he was awake, but I feel it resonate right into my soul.
Maybe I’ve always known, or had a gut feeling at least, but never wanted to admit it because I didn’t know this could ever happen, or if he feels the same.
I didn’t know he’d be interested in me or see me as anything but Tanner’s little sister.
But now here we are and what a beautiful mess it is.
A mess I don’t want to get out of. Ever.
And that’s saying a lot coming from where I was just a few weeks back. The feelings for Jay were there, but I was very much still hurting from my breakup and feeling unworthy because of Aaron’s actions, even though I know it wasn’t my fault.
“You okay, Baby?”
I’m jolted back into my body for a second, not realizing I was daydreaming until I hear Jay’s voice.
As I glance down, I see his eyes aren’t open, but his hand slowly moves up and down my arm in a warm, soothing gesture.
My heart kicks in my chest that maybe he heard me after all? I mean — did I sayI love youlouder than I thought I did?Shit. Shit. Shit.
The words might be true, but I’ve no idea if that’s going to scare Jay away. He might’ve said some things already to dispel any insecurities going on in my head, but old habits are hard to break sometimes. And I’m sure we’re not supposed to be atI love you’syet.
I don’t want him to run away, and there’s still an inch of fear about him being so high profile. Fear of not being enough or him wanting something more, something better. There’s so many women out there that would want to be with Jay, and he’s probably had more of them than I’ve had hot dinners. That unnerves me quite a bit.
It’s then he cracks an eye open and I realize I haven’t answered. “Jade?” his sexy voice is deep and low, mixed with sleep and exhaustion. And he ought to be after we hammered it home last night. The throb inside and outside of me is a dull, sweet sting of our sexy time last night. Constantly reminding me whenever I move an inch of where Jay has been and where I want him again.
